Birthed of a Grisly Womb

This epic is of a monster’s tragedy
Collected for critique under a circle of rapture
O’er the haze of brutality loathe of compassion
Birthed of a grisly womb the beast lay uncaptured

Screamlessly conceived drowning in murder
Clutching a broken blade to a broken heart
Decent to a cathedral of darkness, pain’s lullaby
And lo, did the grace of God depart

Innocence a decadence abandoned of truth
Where benevolent words act a surreptitious venom
Appeasements suffer demon’s cloaked as God
Regulated a pittance, a soul for men
This epic is of a monster’s tragedy
Collected for critique under a circle of rapture
O’er the haze of brutality loathe of compassion
Birthed of a grisly womb the beast lay uncaptured

A predators delights invited to their alter
Slaked with gluttony and bones once worn
Once a haunt of pleasure gloriously up heaved
Proudly ignorant too; darkness drips beneath the form

A cacophony heralded and accosted savagely
All parts of a nightmare Frankensteined and Lycanthroped
Such union’s ravaged the virginity of fearless eyes
Alive, smiling through mouthfuls of emaciated hope
This epic is of a monster’s tragedy
Collected for critique under a circle of rapture
O’er the haze of brutality loathe of compassion
Birthed of a grisly womb the beast lay uncaptured